Age: Eons beyond understanding (He has been alive since before this universe was even a concept of reality by the gods)

Relationship: Married eternally to Cici

Appearance: His ever present cloak that seems capable of even negating those who can see through the darkest of shadows and darkness. Under that he wears black skin tight shirts that seem to be made of unbelievably tough material, his pants are similar in style to the combat pants of the special forces, but they only have a few pockets. His shoes are made of fine looking Italian leather yet they are clearly durable enough to absorb damage from his kicks.

Jewelry: A necklace with a bright white stone he guards and wears at all times.

Powers: Strength enough to rip through time and space, as well as able to crush air, Super speed, high speed flight, shadow domination, shadow manipulation, shadow travel, shadow creation, barrier creation, damage sharing, damage taking (he can take the damage from others and give it to himself), Time manipulation, enhanced senses that are enhanced by his shifting abilities, Size and shape manipulation, feather weaponization, magic manipulation (to a limited degree).

History: He has lived since nearly the very beginning, having been born from Order and Chaos as Balance. He was the lord of the Throne of Balance, sitting to eternally keep Order and Chaos from destroying themselves or each other. He is the younger brother to Death and Pestilence, both of whom he has trouble with, but he has a good relationship with his younger siblings War and Famine. He is always at war with his Father and misses his mother so deeply that he keeps his father's chaos in check while maintaining the balance for his mother. He lost everything due to an issue that he and his elder brother had and it took him eons to even find it within himself to let go of the rage, let alone forgive his family for their parts in the betrayal. Since then he has been in every war that has occurred on the Earth, waging them for fun and to see how humanity's skills have improved. For the most part his view on the humans has lessened due to them turning from swordsmanship to using guns, as he sees the tools as a weak method to fighting, especially since most immortals he knows are fast enough to block or evade the hunks of lead that are thrown from them.

Personality: He detests humans to the core of his soul, but he oddly always helps their race in the end. He is usually calm or bored as he goes through life, but his bloodlust is hidden to perfection until he is in a battle he truly enjoys. However he is kind and compassionate to his friends and family, going so far as to find their happiness and lives as worth any price he must pay. He is also known to be filled with self hatred, but very few know why.

Due to new developments he is much more tolerant of human, save lawyers, and seeks to help them better in honor of his fiancé Cici. His children are a constant source of joy to him, and to help one he has reclaimed the Throne of Judgement so that they can be a child. The cost though was their memory of him. His self hatred has also begun to lessen since the return of his beloved mother.

The fox cub yipped urgently in the man's ear. "It's okay you'd better go now. Just keep the picture of us together for the time being. I gotta go now." Hope smiled she took the vial of demon blood and handed the man the marble the little fox was looking at. "I think Chiyo wants that black marble.
"Thank you for helping me!"

"My name is Hope Messinger, Mr. Phantom. A friend Johnny Kells told me about you. He's a new friend. Him and his new wife is off to Cancun on honeymoon." Hope smiled at him. "You can help Chiyo's mother? She doesn't like dog food. But she's a good pup and you can take her with you."

"Her name is Chiyo. She says her mother Reiko needs some healing... The pup is young. I found her rooting for scraps in garbage bin. I feed her some moist dog food...gave her a bath and made sure she is real clean. She pointed you to me. Can I get a picture of us together? All three of us? The fox cub told me where to find you. The little fox cub yipped in agreement and shook her little head. The collar on her neck had a little charm on it. "That is her safety charm I made it for her. It works on big bad dogs."

The little Angel was tired as she walked along the streets and she bumped into a heavily cloaked man. Her deep chocolate eyes looked up at him. She couldn't see his face as it was hidden from her sight. That treasure hunt for Azhi was taking it's toll on her so she decided to double on her quest.

She had a few voodoo dolls she had made left and she held the small dolls in the palm of her hand. They were some worry dolls. "Could you help me out Mister? I need a vial of demon blood and a marble. I can trade these small worry dolls and I have this fox cub who's been looking for his friend called Phantom." A small fox cub yipped at the man.

Unexpectedly the coven mate's voice stopped her in her tracks. Turning she did a once over and found him freakishly tall. Towering over her the mammoth of a man stood before her with his large hand stretched out in greeting. Thrusting her own into his it was immediately engulfed by the mans hand but she pretended not to notice and put on her best smile.

"Thank you!"

Giving his hand a good one shake she released his hold and began to search for her next victim in holiday greeting before she hits her low point.

Stepping up one of the subway ladders on to a unknown platform, she spots him. Glancing at the picture then up. She smirks."Hey Raze, Tea time is at two. It must be hot, two teaspoons sugar." Turning to find her room she looks back. "Oh yes I would like scones and real butter with that." She laughs lightly. "Welcome to being my bytch!"

She shook her head looking up at him. “No, I haven’t eaten anything different lately.” She hasn’t really had an appetite. She hadn’t eaten anything in a couple of days. “I was trying to put back together my house and every time I try I get shooting pins up my arms. It’s like my magic is attacking me instead.” She looked down at her hands frustrated. “Phantom I don’t know what else to do.”

She was just about to give up and go home when Phantom appeared in front of her. She looked up at him shocked and instantly stood up. “You’re here! You actually came!” She smiled brightly and her eyes went from gray to bright blue when she saw him. When he asked her if she was okay she signed. “Unfortunately not. Something is seriously wrong and I need your help.” She gently reached into her bag and pulled out a perfect white rose. “Normally it would turn into a rainbow, and I would give it to you and it would never die.” The longer she held the rose it began to lose color and the rose began to die. “I’m losing my magic, and I don’t know what to do.”

She sat in the old abandoned park looking at everything around her. She looked around curiously and gently rose her hand. She tried to use some of her magic to simply levitate a rock in the air. The rock simply glowed, but instead a shooting pain shot up her arm. She winced in pain and immediately stopped what she was doing. She sighed softly “What the hell is going on?”

Before she had been born into her new life she was close friends with the strongest being in existance. She decided to reach out to him again, and decided to reveal her past life’s name to get his attention. She didn’t know if he would remember her, or even would meet with her. The worst he could do was not show up. So she would send him a note using one of her magic paper airplanes. “Dear old friend, I’m sorry to bug you with something so small. But I’m in need of your help, and require your assistance. Please come to my home. I’ll be awaiting you there. Love, Athena.” She gently folded up the note into a paper airplane and threw it in the air. If disappeared in front of her and it would magically appear wherever he may be.

He's definitely a character. And Fiona can live with that. A laugh barks from the small woman and she allows Raze to guide her through the tunnels. Because honestly, they f-ck up her sense of.. well everything. She'll probably find herself in a broom closet knowing this man. "Thenk ye kind sir!" She looks up towards the man, unnecessarily, but it's impolite to not make eye contact. A smile, all neat white teeth. "Ah st'll say y'need t'keep yo'r hands t'yo'rself.. y'big bully."

"Ah'm doin'jus fine w'thow m'sight. Thenk ye." It's probably best for everyone involved to not assume her blindness is a curse or crippling or even a handicap. Fiona's done just fine for herself over the years. "Appreciate yo'r conc'rn."

All she can see is blackness, barely any aura to the figure that stands in front of her. She doesn't see the extended hand as it blends with the rest of his large body. Fiona assumes he must be quite tall to cause such a disturbance in her force. Doesn't matter. Just means he falls harder. "Ah'll try'til rememb'r tha'" A crane of her head leads sightless eyes upwards, and a subtle shape that resembles a head is seen. "Fiona.. nice t'meet ye."

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Humming as she sucked on her lollipop, Josie made her way through the winding rows of dungeons. Hearing a familiar voice she floated to the cell, grinning as she saw her friend. "Mr. Raze! Come on!" With a giggle she used the other end of her lollipop she wiggled in the lock until it made a successful click. "Come on, hurry! Before they come back!" Grinning she stuck the lolli back in her mouth and disappeared into the halls.

Jasper catches them all, shock written all over his face. There’s a moment’s pause before he finally turns tail and hauls off, yelling over his shoulder that Raze is his new favorite, Mackenzie be damned.

"I have been doing many things you know not of my love. However in this case being sent to the couch is a metaphor that you are officially in the dog house and I have two rambunctious boys who will make sure you stay there."

Looking up to Mr. Raze she smiled brightly, looking at the golden flower he held out. Reaching out to take it gingerly, she giggled softly, looking back to him. "It's so beautiful! Thank you Mr. Raze!" she gushed, wrapping her arms around him in a hug.

Gazing at the pretty amulet that the man had given her, blue orbs locked onto the dazzling gems. "It's so pretty! Thank you Mister Raze!" she smiled, giving him a warm hug before stepping back, holding the necklace carefully in her hand.

Biting her lip as the tall man knelt in front of her, she giggled behind the closed lips, pushing dirty blonde hair back from her face. "I'm Josie, Mister Raze." At his mention of her dress she grinned and did a twirl before facing him again. "It's my Ariel princess dress. It's my favorite."

Looking up at the stranger, her blue eyes widened as she nearly had to bend her back to meet his gaze. Seeing the warm and kind smile encouraged a wide smile to spread across her own face. "Thank you sir. I'm okay... I don't know where my friend went but everyone has been nice and it's not very scary. I'm trying to be strong." She gave a solemn nod, fingers playing with a bow on her princess dress her friend had gotten her.

She rolls her eyes gently as she nods after kissing him gently. Placing her hand over his she replies. "Yes that was exactly what I was meaning. And you are going to just have to wait to meet our baby or babies." So much for it staying quiet.

She shook her head knowing she had been out gunned. Throwing her hands up in the air in defeat she looks at him. "And where is our youngest son? Perhaps I should go help him since he got the hardest one."